|Bitch, by TheresaD|
You say I'm a Bitch, which is a female dog. Do you need glasses to see through the fog? So sorry my dear but that ain't me. Are you sure you don't need glasses to see? Your hurtful with the things you say and wish that I would just go away Well one of these days that wish will come true. Freedom sweet freedom I'm coming home to you!
|Posted: 2018-03-04 06:37:09 UTC|
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